Tag Archives: inspiration

I would like to thank everyone that has encouraged me to pursue my two passions: nursing and writing. As a result my book Every Minute is a New Day is currently being funded on Kickstarter. Please take a moment to … Continue reading →

I’m perplexed by the phrase “Real Woman”. There is no such thing as a fake woman. Every woman is a real woman. Beautiful women are real. Ugly women are real. Rich women are real. Poor are real. Strong women are … Continue reading →

I learned my worth as an artist in helping create art with those who have forgotten how important it is. Alzheimer’s art therapy has been my art therapy. Proving when you create for the sake of creating, magic happens. I … Continue reading →

This is a message to all those tired of body shamers, victim blamers, squashers of humanity, its nature and idiosyncrasies. We are all humans. Born with innate Imperfection, striving toward perfection. Born with sin. Sin in this case is imperfection, … Continue reading →

“Hope is a force as fragile as it is enduring. Hope and fear are forever entwined, not always on opposite sides of the spectrum. Hope can fuel fear and fear can fuel hope.” -Every Minute is A New Day. 17 … Continue reading →

“You’re only given a little spark of madness. You musn’t lose it.” -Robin Williams What is life without a little madness? What is there to take so seriously that we lose our sense of curiosity and wonder? Life has been a … Continue reading →

Another episode of Public Dream Journal: I drove up a steep mountain pass on a dark night until I arrived at an outdoor amphitheater carved into the rock face of the earth. The rotting wooden sign read: Welcome to Lost Odid … Continue reading →

So, today I discovered my first crow’s feet. At first it struck a nerve about looking old. Then the more I contemplated it, and I did contemplate it for hours, the more I realized that those little lines are a … Continue reading →

Lake Karma A short story based on a dream I had today By: Amy Moloney A young messenger boy looks for me. His name was Luca. He finds me inside a marble building where I am studying ways to … Continue reading →

Recap of a pretty spectacular few weeks. Friday the 13th brings delicious catfish Let’s go back a few weeks to Saturday the 14th. That was the day I learned that I owe Harry Manfredini* a fuck-ton of money for torturing … Continue reading →

Hello, my name is Amy and I walk into walls. Daily. Don’t be alarmed, I’m mostly harmless and incredibly fabulous. Being an oaf does not have to hold you back from being amazing and sexy. In fact, there are many … Continue reading →

I admit it; I’ve been off my game lately. You, my pretties, have been suffering months of blog silence here on amymoloney[dot]com. It’s tragic really. For a while I almost thought I lost my funny. Have no fear, the funny … Continue reading →

Around 35 years ago I discovered something that has been a vital part of my life. As a child with a more vivid imagination than those around me, I was starving for an outlet, a playground for my imagination. What … Continue reading →

My dreams are a significant part of who I am. And as such they reveal the stress and hope I happen to be experiencing at any given time. I have been working a ton the past few months. So much … Continue reading →

Here is a short story I wrote a while ago as it was originally written. I am posting it now because I am working on giving it a bit of a facelift and including it in my Grandmother Magic series … Continue reading →

This evening I finished watching the Before Trilogy with the film Before Midnight by Richard Linklater. I must admit that I did not see, in their entirety, the other two films until last week. Regardless, they affected me in a … Continue reading →

I’ve told you before that I have a weird sleep disorder. I sleep write. It’s like sleep walking, but with poetry and snippets of story. I haven’t written in a while, much less sleep writing. The writer’s block demon has … Continue reading →